Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 639: Shyness

As soon as those words were typed, another row of question marks flew across the screen, and as he watched row after row of questions, Manuel felt like he was watching a group of people all in repeat mode How else could they all post exactly the same thing?

After a few moments of scanning, presumably seeing no response from Manuel, the screen went silent for a few more moments before someone spoke softly.

Wind: {Legumbre, don't joke with us, if you are five today, isn't that why I am ten}

Fatty: {Ha,ha,ha... it's true! Then I am only three years old should I call you brother, Legumbre?}

Legumbre: {No need, you were already calling me boss}

....

Chips: {Why does this serious tone sound like elementary school? What to do guys, suddenly I'm convinced the boss is really five years old yay!}

Colocasia: {Please come to your senses, does the boss have the IQ of a five-year-old? Are you crazy}

Fries: {Why don't you all believe me? Even if you don't believe me, you must believe the chief, who said he is only five years old}.

Wind: {The chief was just joking with us, do you believe it too? }

Gordo: {I'm telling a joke, I'm actually a girl}

Colocasia: {Go away! }

Manuel saw that obviously everyone didn't believe him, and his heart didn't care that much.

Legume: {It goes off, mom told me not to be too late, as for contacts and so on, I will give them to you when I get up next time}

After saying this, Manuel did not care about his reaction, he simply disconnected, leaving a group of people in shock.

***

At that moment, on the flight abroad, the business compartment was quiet, the plane was in balanced flight, and the stewardess' side was already starting to deliver meals. Serena rubbed her stomach and then looked at Cristian, who was sleeping on her shoulder.

This man was sleeping, with his whole body pressed against hers, and Serena was afraid that she would not be able to lean on him if she did not yet have the chair to lean on.

He was already so tall, and this time he had squeezed her energy for so long, Serena naturally could not stand it.

If it were not for the fact that he had not closed his eyes for two days, Serena would have pushed him away.

Only now she kept bending him over, and when the plane's food was sent up, the stewardess noticed that there was someone sleeping next to her and gestured to him with a smile and a questioning look. Serena remembered that Cristian had also hardly eaten while in the restaurant, so she nodded and ordered two.

After ordering the food, Serena lowered her eyes to look at Cristian, who was still asleep, and thought about it for a while, reaching out her hand to give him a nudge.

Cristian did not move at first, Serena coughed slightly and gave him another little tap, whispering his name as she did so.

-Cristian, Cristian!

The woman shouted several times before the man sleeping against her shoulder gradually responded and looked up at her.

It was probably because he had just woken up, so Cristian's eyes had a look of confusion, and his usual icy emotions were completely gone, a look that actually resembled Manuel's when he had just woken up.

Serena was a little dazed and was about to open her mouth to speak to him, when the man suddenly leaned down and kissed her.

The cottony lips moved closer without warning, then quickly withdrew, but vaguely dissatisfied, Cristian moved closer again.

This time he had not pulled away quickly once he had kissed her, but had lingered on her lips for several moments, seemingly dissatisfied, moving closer to her face and trying to separate his lips and teeth. Serena recoiled in surprise and hastily pushed him away, whispering a warning: -Are you crazy? We're on the plane.

After pushing him away, Serena realized that there were already several people spying on her, and her pale cheeks instantly flushed as she hastily lowered her head, not daring to touch the gaze of those people.

It was so humiliating.

It was like this when he was waiting at the airport, and now it was like this on the plane.

Couldn't this asshole have some self-awareness?

Cristian looked around for a moment before he seemed to react to where he was, looking again at Serena's earlobe, and his thin lips couldn't help but curl slightly.

-Call me for what?

At the question, Cristian could not help but yawn, as if he had not had enough sleep.

How could he get enough sleep? It had not been long since he had boarded the plane, and Serena could only whisper, when she saw that there was a bloodstain under his eyes, "Haven't you had dinner yet? You can eat a little before you go back to sleep."

It took Cristian a moment to realize that there were two more meals ahead of him.

On a normal day, he would not have touched these things, but now that the person calling him for dinner had changed to Serena, Cristian suddenly felt it was okay to try again.

-All right.

He agreed, and then ate with Serena, both of them with their heads down.

At mealtimes, since she was sitting close and in the same row, Cristian also observed what foods she liked.

One way or another, Serena glared at him.

-Why do you give me everything, don't you like to eat?

-Don't you like it?" asked Cristian rhetorically, licking his lips, -I see you eat it all the time.

Serena: "Who said I like to eat this?

-You don't like it," Cristian narrowed his eyes, "Then why do you eat it first?

-I leave the good stuff for last.

What kind of habit was that? Saving the good things for last?

-Don't you know? After saying this, Serena thought of something and the corner of her mouth twitched, -You don't think I'm still eating because I like it, so I-" Cristian nodded, a smile on his face, "You don't think I'm still eating because I like it, so I...."

Cristian nodded, his expression a little stiff.

-Who knew you had such a habit?

Serena got a little bored and had to push away what he put on his plate, eating too hard not to eat.

-What's the point of pushing it away if you're not going to eat it,II Cristian furrowed his brow.

-Serena's eyes widened in disbelief: -I thought you would hate it....

-I ate all your spit, what do I hate about you,II Cristian walked up to her and pushed his plate of food away.

Feeling the eyes of the people around her pass by again, Serena simply wanted to run away.

It was embarrassing, and those people were curious as hell, and they kept looking this way often afterwards. Probably sensing her shyness, Cristian suddenly looked up, and his cold, hard eyes shot toward those few people like cold arrows.

Several people had to quickly avert their eyes after receiving Cristian's murderous gaze, pretending that nothing had happened.

Serena closed her eyes and swallowed the last mouthful of food, her chest felt as heavy as a rock.